(A/N) omg I am so nervous.. this is the first time I am writing.. hope you all enjoy it.. here is goes. .
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"And the stars will come and reach you and the angels will take you away...
just like you are asleep you'll never know and you'll make your shining way"
dad sang me a lullaby as I was about to sleep. His voice always comforts me just as he does, it makes me feel safe and loved like nowhere else. "Good night sweety" he spoke as he gently kissed my forehead "tomorrow's gonna be a great day" he smiled
"Yes daddy.. good night" I replied as he went past my room.
"Good night mom" I wisper shouted as I stared at the stars through my window. I let out a sigh and closed my eyes.
Ever since she died my dad has been our only support. He has tried his best to overcome the absence of a mother. She left us in a car accident a year ago. It was a hard time for him to accept that. It was a hard time for us. But he knew he had to fight it. For me, for my little sister Emily and I can proudly say he did it. Since the last 13 months he has been our everything. our mother, our father, our mate, our strength, and most importantly OUR HERO.
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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATALIE" I was awoken by a loud noise by dad and Emily creating a blast in the room as they sat besides me wishing me with birthday caps and whistles. I quickly got up. "omg! thanks a lot" I said as I hugged him. "C'mere em-" Emily jumped on me hugging me tight. "Happy birthday boobear" she wished grinning at me widely. I would have screwed her up for calling me that if things wouldn't have changed. Mum used to call me boobear. While I hated it then, I could do anything to hear it once again from her.
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Pertualangan"DAD" i cried and ran towards him. tears rolling down my cheeks. The robber got up and ran his own way. Emily came running too. Dad was lying on the ground with blood pouring out of his chest. It was terrible. " Dad! dad!" I talked to him "you'll...
